One last ride

True story.

To get the measurements out of the way, I’m not porn star big by any means: 7 inches long, 6 inches girth, and a very large flared “mushroom” glans. So, “regular big.” Women really like the girth and huge head.

Sara and I had broken up for good reasons but I missed the hell out of her. Mainly the sex. She was a petite brunette, first generation Russian. Very exotic looking, and worked at a high end women’s clothing boutique downtown. I hadn’t seen her in months but she was dating a guy I knew and I was insanely jealous.

One day I was on the train and she got on the same car. She was dressed for work and looked incredible. All the feelings rushed back as she smiled and walked down the car toward me.

We made small talk. Her favorite perfume and the tight little summer outfit from her store were driving me crazy. And she knew it.

Out of nowhere, she pulls me to her ear and whispers “I miss your cock.”

I’ll never forget those words and the way she whispered them.

We got off the train together and went to her apartment. We pulled our clothes off and soon I was on her couch, Sara between my legs. She slowly licked up and down the sides of my shaft, then gripped the base and looked at the engorged head of my enormous erection, which was about the size of a small plum.

“You get SO BIG,” she said.

Few women before or since knew how to suck a cock like mine. Getting her mouth around it was impossible, so her tongue swirled around the head. I moaned her name. “I love it when you moan,” she said.

Soon we were in her favorite position: her on top so she could control the depth. She rode me, angling herself so the ridge of my flared cock head rubbed her g-spot. “God I love your cock,” she kept repeating. “You fill me up,” she moaned at one point.

She shuddered as she orgasmed. When I lifted her off me she squirted on my cock and balls. I flipped her on her back and slid back inside her.

I tried to kiss her but she turned her head away. This was about sex, and nothing else. A few more pumps and then grunting, groaning and moaning I ejaculated deep inside of her. We lay there a while, sweaty and spent.

We cleaned up and made some more awkward small talk. Then I went to the train and home. I saw her a couple times after that, briefly, but we never fucked again.